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I’ve had this on my mind for a while, now allow me to explain to you a thing. Current events made me think of how much this society is a piece of crap.

A month ago, a girl was stabbed to death because she said no to a guy who asked to be her prom date. A few days ago, six people were killed by a guy in California who had earlier posted this highly offensive video (I repeat, it is offensive. Even Youtube tried to warn me about it) that is the biggest clue to his motive: that girls weren’t attracted to him. Every day, women are killed, raped or beaten by men because women aren’t viewed as people, they’re viewed as property that men are ‘entitled to.’ Elliot Rodger believed he was entitled to sex and kisses from girls, and that caused him . He’s not alone in his thinking.

If you’re a woman and you’re not terrified for your future I’m incredibly jealous of your naivete. Women don’t even have equal pockets to men. Not that they have the same amount of cash to put in their pockets, because the Census Bureau reported in 2012 that women make 77 cents for every dollar a man makes.

Media doesn’t help.

“But Frozen is the most feminist movie ever-”

SHUT UP. It’s a good movie. But it is not. Feminist. Other Disney princesses wanted something different, and the guy was extra. Anna wanted the man from the beginning and had some serious lack of consent for a lot of things. One quote about wanting chocolate or one quote about being gassy does not a feminist make. Marvel Comics is making far more headway in advocating for equal women by creating a very popular TV show that focuses on a woman with no superpowers, and a Black Widow movie is on the way. DC is still wondering if Wonder Woman would be watched. I would watch the heck out of a Wonder Woman movie. But still women are treated as ditzy and airheaded and comic relief. Or just there for the guy. They’re not strong, powerful, independent women. Movies are just as bad. There’s a cool thing called The Bechdel Test that’s actually incredibly simple to pass, but you’d be surprised at how many popular movies don’t.

Guys, let me tell you a thing. I’m sure there is a woman in your life, mother, sister, daughter, grandma, cousin, acquaintance, friend, girlfriend, wife, partner, that you find important. But not only is that woman a woman, or some relation to you, she is a PERSON. She has the same kind of genes that make her a person. She is just like you. Just because she has different genitals or a different hair length or bigger boobs than you does not make her less of a person. She is not an object. She is not a toy. She is not a plaything. She is not your property or anybody’s property. She is not only her nether regions or her boobs. She is not on her period when she tells you no. She is a person with emotions, feelings, a brain, a heart, lungs, stomach, everything.

I will have to teach my daughters to be afraid of men, because men are beasts. I will have to teach my daughters how to avoid being raped, buy them rape whistles, give them a fake wedding ring, teach them self defense. I will have to teach my daughters that the twig in the media is meant to please men and not to listen to them.

I will have to teach my sons not to rape. I will have to teach my sons that no freaking means no. I will have to teach my sons not to treat women as objects. I will have to teach my sons to be nice and that being nice doesn’t mean that they owe you anything because you’re supposed to be nice. I will have to teach my sons that she is a person.

I.

Should.

Not.

Have.

To.

If you don’t respect women, don’t talk to me, don’t touch me, don’t come near me, don’t breathe near me, don’t breathe the same air as me, and quite frankly, don’t breathe at all. If you don’t respect women, you’re lowering the IQ of the world with every single breath you take. If you don’t respect women, you can go brush your teeth the with their menstrual blood while you remember who pushed you out of her womb and fed you.

Brittany attempted to censor bad words, okay Mom?

I almost don’t want children. I don’t want to force someone into a society like this. And unless there are some serious changes that are drastically needed, I probably won’t. I hate that. I want them, but I don’t want to have to worry about the potential crimes of my children, or the potential crimes my children will be victims of when I’m not watching them.

But if I do decide to have children, I don’t care if they are gay, straight, boy, girl, purple, alien, mentally disabled, I will still love them. But if they rape or bully, we will have a problem. A serious, serious problem.

Dear reader, I’d like you to do something. Think about how you would react to your mother, sister, best friend, daughter, or any female related to you were a victim of sexual harassment, rape, domestic violence. Think about you being a victim of any of that. Try to imagine what it is like, how horrible it is. Go on Twitter and visit the #YesAllWomen. Now try to find a way to stop it.

R.I.P. to everyone who has died because of gender related violence, and those who died in the Santa Barbara rampage.